Sunday, September 4, 2005

CAREER JERK

there is no one left to jump this fence with not enough upper body strength to haul the boxesafter I cut through the pad lock,all that good shit just going southt to people who have money,

so I got a real job to rob,

I showed up in my paper hatand a piece under my shirt,said gimmee all that cashand

I was goneup the street and around a corner and up againsome flight of stairs to a door at the end of the flightwhere some clown busted my actionabout sorry mofos and traction winders,shit,he grabbed my piece and my money and popped me three times like a tattoo, telegraph and the next thingI remember was thinking here I goto some dark monkey palacewhere there's no money either.